dj paul – jook lyrics
[intro]
jook, jook, jook…
uh, uh, this yo boy dj paul kom
and this for all my homies out there with that fancy footwork
m+town, goin’ down
gangsta walk, jookin’, buckin’, choppin’
whatever you call it, whatever city you in, whatever state, whatever country
let’s get it poppin’, yeah!
[hook: dj paul]
jook, jook, dat buckin’ , dat buckin’
jook, jook, dat buckin’ , dat buckin’
look at that dance shawty doin’ over there
i throw that bullsh+t up, c+ck, shoot it at the air
jook, jook, dat buckin’ , dat buckin’
jook, jook, dat buckin’ , dat buckin’
look at that dance shawty doin’ over there
i throw that bullsh+t up, c+ck, shoot it at the air
[verse 1: dj paul]
posted in the club with a hoodie on my dome
tainted windows on my eyes cause i’m off in my zone
this n+gga starin’ at me, what the f+ck this n+gga on?
his lil homie tryin’ to taunt, what f+ck does he want?
i’m a real n+gga reppin’ black haven zone
i ain’t hidin’ this n+gga in my crib all my diamonds
if this boy hatin’ on me cuz i’m shinin’
icy like a maze in a movie called “the shining”
somebody said some to ’em like simon
set his ass up to get punked like (?)
trick this a reality, n+gga this s+xuality
f+ck around with me as we leave it’s gon’ be casualties
i can’t even take ’em no more, i had to step up to this n+gga
i walked across the dancefloor and asked him “what it do my n+gga?”
he stood there arms folded, still had a mug on
ask me what i wanted to do is start to get the jook on
[hook: dj paul]
jook, jook, dat buckin’ , dat buckin’
jook, jook, dat buckin’ , dat buckin’
look at that dance shawty doin’ over there
i throw that bullsh+t up, c+ck, shoot it at the air
jook, jook, dat buckin’ , dat buckin’
jook, jook, dat buckin’ , dat buckin’
look at that dance shawty doin’ over there
i throw that bullsh+t up, c+ck, shoot it at the air
[verse 2: lord infamous]
in memphis these n+ggas be riotin’ after they be buckin’ across the stage and sh+t
these n+ggas charged up when they hear that old school six (mafiaaa)
“ridin in da chevy”, “l!ck my nuts”, “big business”
“purple thang, gold hammers gleamin’ when i see it pass”, “south memphis b+tch”
(?) michael jackson, they ain’t f+ckin’ with these tricks
(?) sip on a cup, they gettin’ real buck and they chop it on up
b+tches mesmerized, they thinkin’ how you dance is how you f+ck
n+ggas rock from side to side, they runnin’ all over the f+cking crowd
n+ggas throwin’ they hood up, you disrespect, you goin’ down
n+ggas be (?) so fast, you look over there they go like pow!
everything is fine until the gun shots rang out
n+gga (?) wet, blowin’ dro, sweatin’ out they pores
jookin’ hot as h+ll, droppin’ bullets throughout the dance floor
n+gga bucking in a trance, pistol fallin’ out my pants
pick it up and jump into a gangsta walk blind dance
need a club in the van, there’s another ambulance
[hook: dj paul]
jook, jook, dat buckin’ , dat buckin’
jook, jook, dat buckin’ , dat buckin’
look at that dance shawty doin’ over there
i throw that bullsh+t up, c+ck, shoot it at the air
jook, jook, dat buckin’ , dat buckin’
jook, jook, dat buckin’ , dat buckin’
look at that dance shawty doin’ over there
i throw that bullsh+t up, c+ck, shoot it at the air
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